A second Open Letter to Boris Johnson

Dear Boris, now you’re on your own,
  No-one answers when you phone -
Michael Gove, your fellow hack,
  Has stabbed you squarely in the back.
  Your party turned its back on you,
A sky-high, solid wall of blue.
  ‘Divide and conquer’, what a plan!
You self-important, selfish man.

Now here they come with bullets humming,
  Surely you foresaw this coming;
Perhaps your frightful friend, Farage,
  Can shelter you from their barrage.
  We all know that you lack finesse,
But what a bloody Eton Mess!
  I wonder who might stop this rot;
Theresa May, but you may not.

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